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I wish atheists didn’t have to be so brave to go on record like her. Three cheers.

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sophismsdotnet:

ohmygil:

Sophie: 1.Watch the video for “The Safety Dance” by Men Without Hats

Sophie: 2.Think of Jaime, Cersei and Tyrion Lannister

Sophie: 3.???

Sophie: 4.Profit

Me: Oh my god

@softkitten

Word. Old softkitten and I both stuck our fingers up in the air at once and were like “ZOMG LANNISTERS.”

Joffrey is the small dog. Tywin is the Chicken Man. Just sayin.

Anonymous asked: is this the original memory or the number 3 one cause i cant find wat number it is cause i know he did a few different ones of the memory. im doing the one with the rose and the ocean in the background.

sorry? I know not of what you speak.

true dat

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thinspiration

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tsundeanre:

indefenseofart:

Art History remixed— Cuban-American artist Cesar Santos’s painting series, “syncretism” mixes iconic work by masters from Renaissance to Modernism: including works in the style of De Kooning, van Gogh, Goya, Michelangelo, Rothko and more.

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My wedding day, y’all.

"All worthy work is open to interpretations the author did not intend. Art isn’t your pet — it’s your kid. It grows up and talks back to you."

- Joss Whedon (via i-m-an-angel-you-ass)

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yeahwriters:

housingworksbookstore:

“The beginning of my depression had been nothing but feelings, so the emotional deadening that followed was a welcome relief.  I had always wanted to not give a fuck about anything. I viewed feelings as a weakness — annoying obstacles on my quest for total power over myself. And I finally didn’t have to feel them anymore.
But my experiences slowly flattened and blended together until it became obvious that there’s a huge difference between not giving a fuck and not being able to give a fuck. Cognitively, you might know that different things are happening to you, but they don’t feel very different.”
Allie Brosh is back, and her post “Depression Part Two” is painful, and weird, and funny, and perfect. via Hyperbole and a Half: Depression Part Two)

I’m a long-time fan of H&AH, and I think it’s mad cool that Allie Brosh is taking the time to explain this type of mental disorder in such a great way—visually! I don’t have depression but I have another similar disorder, and I appreciated that she wrote this in a way I could relate to.
Check her out—if not just for the posts on depression, for the other ones, which are hysterical.

And while I’m pissing and moaning, Imma take my vaguebook FB rant to Tumblr like all the cool kids.

I don’t much appreciate having my friendship kicked to the curb so you can chill with my boyfriend. I know we’re close, right, but believe it or not, we’re separate people. If you want to know how I am, don’t fucking ask him. He’s not me. Ask me or stop pretending to care. And I don’t actually need “<3” maintenance texts every few weeks (or every few months) to remind me that while you feel guilty for blowing me off the flirt with my partner, you don’t really feel all that guilty. Fuck that high school shit. Ugh. I need to live ~elsewhere~.

women and food and arrrrgh

Okay, so I’m a big old feminist, okay. Got it? But you know what though??

I don’t have to adore women or accept girly crap  just because it came out of a lady. So fuck off with the Pinterest bullshit where everything is fucking deepfried Pilsbury Grands wrapped in brie dipped in chocolate and then juice cleanses and fucking ~thinspiration~ posts about how many penance crunches you can do before dinner. I know it’s hard, ladies, but only food is food. You can’t HATEDENY away your basic animal need for sustenance. 

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